Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 377
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The sickle was extremely sharp, and with one stroke, Wei Wuji's head was cut off.

But Wei Wuji's body was standing still, and his head was floating above, staring at the god of death.

"Separate."

The god of death was extremely helpless, with a pair of cold eyes, he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

This is Wei Wuji's last hole card.

From the initial condensing of Qi, to foundation establishment, to alchemy formation, then Nascent Soul, and finally Zhanying, every step Wei Wuji took was unique and extraordinary.

Therefore, the clone formed by beheading the baby is also very extraordinary.

At least it is very different from Wei Zhongtian's clone.

Wei Zhongtian's avatar can be killed, and it will also bleed and be afraid of pain.

Wei Wuji's avatar can't feel any pain, as long as the real body is not destroyed, the avatar will not be destroyed.

The clone submerged in the wormhole explosion, Wei Wuji thought he was dead at first, and he also felt hurt, but he didn't expect that after he rested and summoned again, the clone would appear intact.

As long as the real body is not dead, there are two unkillable real bodies. When necessary, the clone can be used to confuse the enemy, so as to give the real body a chance to win a lore.

This is Wei Wuji's bargaining chip to turn defeat into victory.

The Grim Reaper's eyes were extremely sharp, but it was a pity that he was not strong enough to distinguish Wei Wuji's real from fake, so he was not in a hurry to make a move.

In a few words, the god of death began to talk nonsense, from the beginning of choosing Wei Wuji to this step.

Wei Wuji listened very carefully, but he was thinking of other ways in his mind. The god of death wanted to kill him, and he was very determined, and he only needed to do one thing well, which was to be prepared, so that the god of death would never die.

"Is it real?"

In the eyes of the god of death, two red lights suddenly shot out, and the sickle in his hand struck Wei Wuji mercilessly.

Wei Wuji took the black cudgel to block it, and drifted back to avoid the attack of the sickle.

The god of death stood still, holding the iron chain in his hand, and swung the sickle. The sickle kept attacking Wei Wuji as if it had eyes.

But every attack of the sickle has a slight deviation.

Wei Wuji frowned, not understanding the intention of Death.

The power of the sickle is still terrifying, but the speed of the death god's sword is really too slow. Could it be that the death god is old enough to run out of fuel and burn out?

The death aura emanating from the sickle will turn into chill in the end, but Wei Wuji knows very well that the most terrifying thing about the god of death is the death aura, which can corrupt everything.

That death energy was definitely much stronger than what he could control.

The Grim Reaper deliberately showed his fatigue and weak attack, which was most likely a trap to lure Wei Wuji to make a move.

At this moment, it is still the avatar who is fighting fiercely with the god of death.

Wei Wuji's real body was hiding far away, watching the battle in the distance.

Whether Death is trying to play tricks, you only need to let the avatar try it to know.

Just thinking so in my heart, the avatar in the distance immediately rushed towards the god of death.

With a strange luster on his body, he quickly approached the god of death.

Death's body suddenly increased greatly, and the death's energy swirled like a dragon, and Wei Wuji's avatar was swept into it in the blink of an eye.

The avatar was struggling in death, and its vitality was rapidly passing away.

Wei Wuji frowned, and the second clone appeared beside him, and slapped the back of Death's head with his palm.

Death God waved his right hand, and the sickle flew backwards. Although the clone was cut in half, the upper body of the clone still rushed in front of Death God, and a palm was printed on Death God's back.

But this palm, as if it didn't hit anything, was like hitting the air, causing the avatar to stagger, and went straight through the body of Death God, and was also sucked into the vortex of death energy.

phantom?

That is definitely not the real body of Death.

This phantom looks even more powerful than Wei Wuji's clone.

Wei Wuji's heart couldn't help but hang up.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the dead air around the phantom of the god of death was quickly disappearing.

At first glance, it seems that the god of death has fought to the last breath, and this last breath is about to die.

Even if it's a phantom, you have to protect your avatar.

After the battle here is over, when we go back, we may have to face Wei Zhongtian, the entire Wei family, and even... the entire Shenzhou?
Wei Wuji did not dare to imagine such a situation, the only thing he could do at this moment was to maintain his strength.

Immediately, the real body jumped up from the distant mountain, swung the black cudgel, and slammed at the phantom of the god of death.

bang.

The elongated black cudgel hit the phantom of the god of death, but it passed through and hit the ground, causing earth and rocks to splash everywhere, cracking the ground.

The phantom of the god of death also completely dissipated under the impact of super power.

There was a dead silence all around.

"Reaper, since you want to kill you, why don't you do it yourself?"

With a wave of Wei Wuji's hand, the clone disappeared, intending to face the god of death with his real body.

In fact, the dark god of death has already burst into tears. If he can kill people with his real body, why use his phantom?
The phantom of the god of death was already the last power of the god of death, barely able to deal with Wei Wuji's two clones, but when Wei Wuji's real body appeared, the phantom immediately couldn't.

Could this be God's will?
The Grim Reaper never believed in God's will. When he started playing this game, he believed that everything would be under his control. But in the end, he still couldn't escape God's will.

This is God's will, and God is helpless.

"Wuji, congratulations."

Death's voice sounded, weak and weak.

"Are you going to die?"

Wei Wuji listened to his ears and asked.

Death gritted his teeth angrily.

"Can you take me back?"

Wei Wuji asked.

"As long as I'm alive, don't even think about leaving here."

Death said.

The god of death obviously knew Wei Wuji's anxiety, since he could no longer control everything, he should give Wei Wuji a little color at the end to let him know that the god of death is definitely not easy to mess with.

When the god of death comes, the soul of any mortal will tremble.

"Don't think that I can't break the situation here."

Wei Wuji said angrily.

The god of death is extremely weak, making this world appear unstable.

Wei Wuji looked around, vowing to find a breakthrough.

"Wei Wuji, I will use my last consciousness to lock you here forever."

The god of death has become angry from embarrassment, and said: "Don't even think about leaving, don't even think about... ah!"

Suddenly heard a scream, resounding through the void.

It was the scream of death.

What the hell is going on?
Wei Wuji was doubting himself, and the void began to crack one after another.

Dead air infiltrated from the mouth, one piece after another, the situation was extremely terrifying.

Death was killed?
It wasn't Taiwi's death, it sounded more like being stabbed to death.

Endless dead air poured into this world, those dead airs seemed to have eyes, they spotted Wei Wuji, and they floated towards Wei Wuji together.

Wei Wuji waved his hands to resist, but he was powerless in the end. He watched the death energy enter his body and into the sea of ​​pills.

Then he was surprised to find that the death energy did not cause any harm to him, but nourished his body, making the death energy under his control stronger.

When all the dead energy entered his body, another object floated in the void. He reached out and grabbed it, and it was the scythe of death.

A period of strange memories flashed madly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At first Wei Wuji was still resisting, but then he realized that Death God was suddenly killed, because he was the only successor, and what he accepted at this moment was everything that Death God had.

When we leave this place, we must find out who killed the god of death, so that we can thank you very much.

Time flies, memory is like flowing water, Wei Wuji is a big container.

Water is poured into the container, and over time, the container can be filled.

When the world created by the god of death was completely shattered, Wei Wuji opened his eyes and found that he was at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Wherever you left, you will return.

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